Facilitation of an IDF Soldier

It’s 12:28 am and I’m exhausted but feel I MUST document this:

Tonight I and one of my male breathwork partners were given the harrowing task of facilitating an IDF soldier. He had been in the unit of soldiers who check the home for terrorists before Zaka comes to take the bodies.

When he walked in my front door I started trembling. His eyes held all that he witnessed….1 can’t even explain the look in his eyes.

I’ve seen deep trauma and worked with what I thought must be the worst. Nothing prepared me for the presence of this young man.

I had no idea what to say or do with him. Tried my regular go tos and he wasn’t having it. We took him outside and just sat down and built a fire. watching the fire together we started talking. I explained a little about the healing process. He said he didn’t believe anything could help him. He didn’t believe anything could take away what he saw and experienced. I reminded him of the concept of ‘the refua before the maca’ - the idea that the healing is created before the trauma. I said imagine what kind of healing is here for us. There has to be an extremely high level of healing right now for this trauma.

We talked about the people who came out of the holocaust. There were no psychology books that could help with them. They defied every method. And new methods were created. I told him that right here and now we are going to create something new together. And then he can take it home to help his people. His eyes perked up at the idea of his pain having some meaning……

We had him start breathing. His body was holding so tight. I asked him about his grandparents. Turns out they had all passed on. I told him to fill his head with images of them. One by one. Seeing their faces. How they are right here for him and his healing process. Seeing his wife’s face and his daughter…replacing other images with these….seeing them all loving him

And wanting to help.

He continued breathing with us and we took him into a deep breathwork when we felt he was ready. It was hard. After 40 min of excruciating breathwork he turned a corner. And the breath came easier. And then it was over. When he got up I could NOT believe he was the same person who came in tonight. The smile on his face was priceless. He looked young and beautiful - glowing!! I said ‘I see you now! I couldn’t see you before!! I see you!!’

When he left I felt like we won the war. That is all. No more words. We can win right now.

Moshiach immediately.